"Yan'er, come back for lunch at noon!" Murong Bo called his daughter, following Yang Fan's intention, not revealing anything.
" Dad, I'm really busy, I won't come back at noon." Murong Yan declined.
Recently, she has indeed been very busy and wouldn't come back at noon unless absolutely necessary.
"You still need to eat no matter how busy you are."
"Dad, I'm truly busy..."
"Your mom went to the trouble of cooking personally, she made a whole table of dishes."
"What's the occasion today that mom is cooking?"
Murong Bo continued to keep her curious: "Yan'er, come back early, no matter what day it is."
Having said this much, Murong Yan could no longer decline. "Dad, okay, I'll come right back."
Murong Bo smiled and hung up the phone, then he called Yuan Shanshan.
This food lover, upon hearing that a whole table of dishes was prepared at home, jumped up immediately, not even needing Murong Bo to say anything, she sprinted out of school.
